Husband Does Not Know Himself
115. Try again

"I'm sorry, I'm ya. Because of me, today you're not going to the market."

"It's okay. Tomorrow morning I can go there too. Or after you drive you home later."

Silent for some time, until finally the car stopped in front of the Siska boarding house.

"Thank you, my mom. It's taken me home." said Siska before getting out of the car.

"Hem. You welcome. Oh yes, Sis. Can I have your phone number? If anything happens, we can tell each other."

"May, mas." replied Siska accompanied by a smile.

Doni pulled out his phone, then handed it to Siska. Let the girl write down her phone number.

From the beginning until Siska worked for more than a month. Doni forgot to ask for Siska's mobile number.

Maybe, because the two always leave and go home together. And even often communicate directly, when in a chicken shop.

"Here you go, mas." Siska handed Doni's phone back.

"Oh yes, Sis. This is food for you. You don't have to go out to buy food." Doni handed him grilled chicken rice, which he had not had time to eat earlier, because it was really a hassle.

"I don't want to, you refuse my gift." asserted Doni, seeing that Siska did not immediately receive a helping hand.

"Thank you, mas. May your sustenance be more smooth."

"Aamiinu. Well then, I say yes." said Doni, Siska nodded his head assent. Then shut the car door.

**

Mahes and Mala are on their way to a crispy fried chicken shop. In accordance with the address given by mbak Ima, its employees.

"That's not the mas, the chicken shop? But how are they closed?"

Mala pointed to a diner, painted red and yellow. There are pictures of the food menu and also pictures of chilies placed on top of the cobek. From the design of the picture alone has invited people to stop by and taste.

"Yes yes. Maybe it's over, in the same wholesale as Ima earlier."

"Well." - Mala bowed lethargic.

Mahes was also close to his wife, when he saw her like that. He held Mala's hand tightly.

"Tomorrow we'll be here again, at lunchtime. If this is too late."

Pregnant women that one, if you already have the desire, difficult to argue. That's what sometimes makes Mahes dizzy seven circumference.

Even though what his wife asked for was cheap. But he did not or could not give it.

"Yes already. I'll make you a special crispy fried chicken." Mahes tried to persuade his wife, smiling and raising her eyebrows.

"Yes, mas. Your cooking is good too. But, I want it to taste exactly the same as I ate earlier."

"It's not just me asking. But our son is also." Mala said firmly. Until he folded his hands in front of his chest, and his gaze was straight forward. Staring at crispy fried chicken shop. Praying, may the door be opened.

While Mahes himself, took a deep breath, then let out a quick. She thought being pregnant was hard. But his mind was wrong. Being a pregnant woman's husband is much harder.

Because the request of pregnant women is impromptu like round tofu. Or the request of pregnant women is like the request of Roro Jonggrang. Who asked to make a thousand temples, overnight.

After being silent for a few minutes, Mala finally breathed a long breath. Then take her home.

"Yes already, mas. Let's go home. But promise me, tomorrow we're here."

"promises. If I have a job, I will also take my time. To be able to go with you."

Mahes smiled with relief. He stretched out his little finger. Asking Mala to link her little finger to her finger.

"Honey, not tomorrow morning we have a control schedule. I want us to do the USG. In order to know more clearly, our child's development is in your stomach."

Mala turned towards her husband, frowning. He himself even forgot, when the control schedule. And her husband was the one who always reminded me.

"What is your goal to do USG, just want to see its development? Not curious to see her gender so."

"The gender, if not the male, is the female. That's for sure. Why are you curious too. After all, later if the first child who comes out is a boy, the second child can be a girl, right?"

"If the second child comes out a boy too. How's it?"

"Yes, let's try again. Until I get a girl."

"What! Like a lottery. If you're not lucky, you'll have to try again."

Mala pursed her lips. Mahes chuckled small.

"It's like that, baby. People try, if they fail, are told to try again until they succeed. So also with us who want children who are funny and the gender is also different."